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His Little Bride

An eighteen-year-old carefree princess finds her life transformed after marrying into a traditional, orthodox family. Her twenty-two-year-old husband is an arrogant, introverted perfectionist, making him her complete polar opposite. While she is talkative, clumsy, and child-like, he is mature and demanding. Yet, despite their clashing personalities, an affectionate bond begins to form. Follow their journey as this lively young bride somehow makes her serious husband dance to her own tune.
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Chapter 5

Part 5

Veer's pov..

I came back from the office and just dumped my bag on the couch and sat silently, closing my eyes.

"Very finally, you're here," I heard mom's voice.

"Yaa mom, I just came," I replied, looking up at her.

"Veer we are going to your uncle's house for puja, so tell Samaira to get ready; she didn't even come out of the room today, and veer she isn't fulfilling the duty of the DIL," said mom.

"Yes, mom, I'll take care of that," but inner me was like, "She's just 16; how would she fulfil her duty?" She was just a kid like Arvi, but I couldn't do anything because she was the daughter-in-law of this house."

I went to my room and found her sleeping with a pale face and dried tears. What happened to her?

I quickly freshened up, sat beside her, and ruffled her hair, to which she stirred in sleep.

"Samaira, wake up, mom is calling." I tried to wake her up in a soft tone because I knew something had happened to her, but what?

She opened her eyes slowly and said, "Please, today I am not in the mood to fight with you. Leave me alone. I am not feeling good." 

"What happened, Samaira?" "You can share anything with me," I asked, ruffling her hair.

"Nothing, please," she muttered.

"Ok, then go and get ready; mom is calling you downstairs; they are going for a puja," I said.

"Noo, I want to sleep," she said and turned the other way.

"Samaira uthoo (Samaira wakeup)" I shake her.

"Aahhh, Veer, don't," she hissed in pain.

"What happened, kya hua?" I asked if she was tensed because I really don't know why she was behaving like this.

"My stomach, aah, it hurts," she cried, clutching her stomach.

"Maybe food poison," I said to her.

"Nooo, nothing, just go away." Why is she behaving like this?

"Kya hua samaira" mujhe bolo I'll help you. (Whatever happens, Samaira, tell me I'll help you.) I said to her, holding her hand.

"It hurts very much," she cried.

"Doctor ko call karu (should I call the doctor?)" I think I should call the doctor.

"No, no," she shook her head, "damn this girl."

I made her turn towards me, and then my eyes travelled to the bedsheet, which had blood stains.. ooo, fuck, was she bleeding? Or may be because of her...

"Samaira, you are bleeding." Her eyes widened. She was looking here and there, being embarassed.

"It's ok, Samaira, you don't need to be ashamed; it's normal," I said, patting her head, to which she nodded slightly.

"The pain is unbearable," she said with teary eyes. I really didn't know what to do, but I couldn't ask Mom what she thought of me. 

"Listen samaira "First, go to the restroom and change yourself. I am coming," I said, and she went to the restroom.

I quickly changed the bedsheet.

And then I went downstairs.

"Mom Samaira isn't going with you all," I said to Mom.

"What for?" she asked.

"Because if she go with you all then who will take care of me.. and I have a presentation to complete, let her stay with me; she will make coffee for me from time to time," I said to mom, and she nodded, and then dadi and mom left.

I went to the kitchen and made vegetable soup for her, then went to my room and found her sitting on the bed.

"Sam, finish this soup." She didn't say anything and silently finished the soup.

"Veer, it's hurting so much," now what would I do? She was in extreme pain, as I could tell by her pale face...

"Samaira, you are strong enough to bear this pain right," I said to her, to which she nodded.

"Listen Samaira I am just coming in 15 minutes. You sleep okay?" I said to her, to which she nodded. I kissed her forehead, took the car keys, and left the mansion.

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I came back after 20 minutes. I brought some dark chocolates, painkillers that my family doctor prescribed, and two buckets of ice cream.

I found her sitting silently.

"I told you to sleep right," I said sternly.

"I am not able to sleep; this pain is unbearable," she said meekly and pouted.

"Ok, then have this medicine," I said, passing her a painkiller and a glass of water.

"Ooii chota packet" (a small packet): "Want some chocolates?" I asked. Her eyes twinkled, listening to chocolates. I actually wanted to cheer her mood.. and she bobbed her head like a baby.. yeah, she was my baby.. damn you, Veer, what were you thinking you were getting mad at?

"Take this," I told her, and she started eating chocolates, spreading them all over her lips, chin, and a little bit on her cheeks, and I was just wiping them off with the tissues from time to time.

"I want to watch a movie," she said. "Okay, now I know she wants to watch a movie."

"It's not hurting anymore, right?" I asked her.

"Nahi thoda saa paining," she said like a baby, and I nodded.

"Accha, tell me which movie you want to watch," I asked her.

"Annabelle comes home," my eyes widened.

"Q veer darrr gyee tum (veer did you get scared?)" she asked.. Actually, I was scared.

"No, no, no, I am not scared," I said sternly.

"Ok, then you sit here and we will watch the movie after 30 minutes," I said.

"Why 30 minutes?" she asked.

"Are you sitting na I am coming," I said to her and straightly went to the kitchen and started making white sauce pasta; do you know how to cook? And then some popcorn...

I served pasta on two plates and then popcorn and went upstairs; she was surprised to see pasta and popcorn in my hands.

"You made this," she asked, seeing pasta.

"Yess," I said and turned to leave.

"Ab kahan jaa rahe ho!" (Now where are you going?) She sounds irritated.

"Just 5 more minutes," I said and ran to the kitchen. I then took the two chocolate pastries from the refrigerator and also the two buckets of ice cream that I had bought a while ago and went upstairs.

"Ice cream and pastries, bhi," she said happily, and I nodded smiling.

I turned on my laptop and played "Annabelle comes home."

She was eating everything and watching happily, but I was scared, okay?

But I could see her happy face, which was doing some strange things to my heart.

When the film got to its end, I sighed in relief. I turned off the laptop and went downstairs and dumped the plates in the kitchen, then came to my room and laid down...

After sometime, I found someone who backhugged me.

"What happened, Samaira?" I asked.

"I am getting scared." Hahaha, I laughed in my mind now that she was getting scared.

I turned towards her and said, "Nothing will happen now, sleep, I am here," and started caressing her hair. In no time, she fell asleep, and I also fell asleep staring at her angelic face.

To be continued…

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